The Accountant novel Chapter 19

"Put me down!" The beautiful doctor tried to wiggle out of his hold. A useless feat. She was almost half his weight and half his whit at this point. Not a fucking chance.

To let her know how angry and impatient he was, he smacked her soft ass cheek. The sound a balm to his restless soul. She immediately quieted down.

"That's only a taste of what's to come, Dr. Hope," he promised in a hardened voice. What he felt next surprised him.

It was so subtle but it's there. She shivered delicately and he felt her inhale sharply. Prickly goosebumps on her arms and expose legs --an indication that she wanted what's to come --craved it-- the punishment waiting for her.

It's about damn time! To his left, the tzar was having a heated argument with his woman and the mafia princess was being scolded within an inch of her life by Aunt Tatiana. Good.

Ah, they have a few hours to spare. He knew Dominic and Beau will have a lot to talk about and will probably end up in the same situation as him and his girl. He wouldn't miss this for the world.

With his delicious cargo, he headed to one of the bedrooms on the second floor.

"Where are you taking me, Alec?" She asked with an uneasy voice. Slightly slurred because of too many margaritas.

Punishment would have to be served first and after that --he had special plans for them. It was way overdue. He kept quiet and planned. Ignoring her protests and curses, he occupied the first empty room he found. Bingo!

His hands automatically locked the door behind them and without preamble, he tossed his Lizzie on the feather-soft king size bed. She instinctively tried to get out of the wobbling mattress to put distance between them.

He smirked when she lost her balance and she landed flat on her back. That's what he wanted. Later. Her current position will make it easier.

She cursed at him again. Her eyes blazing in outrage. "You can't do this, Alec!"

"I can and I will," he answered arrogantly, shrugging out of his black leather jacket and he removing his holster with his Colt attached to it.

In a practiced maneuver, before she can scramble out of the bed, he had her delectable body on his lap. Facedown, her sweet ass in the air begging for his hand. She shrieked and squirmed, trying to get out of his firm hold.

He groaned at the feel of her soft belly on the throbbing dick. Shit! Not yet.

"Let me go, Alec," The doctor tried once more. Still breathless. He scoffed, knowing she couldn't see.

"Never, Lizzie. Be a good girl and let me." His whispery deep voice made her shiver.

There's a probable chance, she will regret this in the morning, however, he was 100 percent sure she wanted THIS as much as he did.

Damn! The tiny skirt she was wearing left little to the imagination. It bunched on her rounded hips, leaving her cute behind with a tiny white silk thong uncovered.

Peaches and cream. Yum! With trembling fingers, he gently caressed the exposed flushed skin. His girl stiffened at his touch and tried to suppress her twitching but he caught on.

Too late, honey.

"Alec!" She whimpered then moaned. Incredibly aroused.

A firm rough palm went down on her right asscheek making her curse in outrage. "Stay still honey or..."

"Damn you, Alec!" She wailed. Squirming again. Fuck! She's killing him.

His palm went down twice more and he admired the red prints it had made on her smooth skin. With rough hands, he caressed the sting away. She squirmed once more and her belly pressed more firmly on his hard dick. His balls were so tight he felt like roaring. Soon. He promised himself.

"Stop moving," he growled and held her more tightly. The control he was exerting to hold on to was at the end of its tether.

She went absolutely still on his lap --finally realizing-- where half of her soft body laid. "Breathe, honey. I promise you will enjoy your punishment."

The throbbing erection in between his lap begged to be buried deep inside this woman.

She had played hard to get even though she wanted him too. No more. Tonight, was the time to finally claim her.

This erotic spanking has become a catalyst for what's to come.

"Count, honey." He hissed in excitement. Her skin was flushed and there's a wet spot on the crotch of her thongs. Damn! "Do it now, Lizzie."

"Fuck you, Alec!" Tough female. He grinned this time. Appreciating her tenacity.

"Yes. We will do that later, honey. But let's get this over with first."

"No!"

"Really? Since you refuse to count, let's make it 30 then?"

"You are insane!"

"Yes. I am crazy for you, doctor." She tilted her chin defiantly towards him. Fury and desire spitting from her eyes. Good! His doctor was not afraid of him. He wanted it that way forever.

"I don't understand you," Her beautiful green eyes were fathomless and filled with questions.

"You do. Do you know why I'm pissed off and had to punish you?" She shook her head in confusion. Yeah, she really had no idea. "Lizzie Hope, you are mine and I hate it when you have an idiot, steroid overdosed dude, who was almost naked by the way, dancing so intimately with you!"

She gasped and pinned him with her cat's eyes. "None of your damn business, Alec."

That's definitely a wrong thing to say --a savage growl came out of his lips and spank her cute behind until both cheeks were red, ignoring her outbursts gradually turning to low whimpering moans.

The anger spurring him had subsided --replaced with burning lust. He hasn't had another woman since he met her and blue balls had been his constant state whenever she was around. Tonight, that will change.

He yanked the flimsy material covering her crotch. She was dripping anyway. And his cock was so hard he could cut glass.

"Fuck you, Alec! It hurts." She cried and gave him her full weight.

"I know, honey. Punishment is over. Let me make it up to you." He had to tend to her first before giving in to their needs. Gently laying her face down on the soft bed, he kissed both her burning cheeks and left her to go to the bathroom.

Since this was a hotel, there must be a generic lotion somewhere. His eyes scanned the open cabinets.

Found it! Time to take care of his doctor.

She was in the same position when he returned. Good girl! He appreciated it that she didn't do anything further to aggravate him.

"We have to go down." She mumbled on the pillows, her voice quivering.

"No, we don't. The tzar will be busy just as I am and wouldn't want to be disturb." The soft bed dipped from his weight, she tried to get up, he pinned her down with his muscled forearm. "Stay still, doc."

For once, she obeyed without question. Satisfied, he began to remove his combat boots, loosened his shirt from his black jeans, and unbuckled his belt.

With practiced ease, he settled behind her, his hard thighs on either of her creamy and rounded ones. His heated gaze raked her back. The upper part still covered in her sorry excuse of a dress and the lower half bare for his hungry gaze, from the small of her back to the long sweep of her legs and every delectable inch in between.

It would be so easy to pull his zipper down and impale his hard cock in her pink and moist pussy. What stopped him was her cute derriere --on fire from his punishment. He heaved a heavy sigh. Patience.